tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post3680026888697057245..comments2017-12-13T16:17:13.043-05:00Comments on Barefoot Men: Question of the Week: ForgetfulnessGabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16567948114802858078noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-89449011062896704462017-06-22T21:10:26.972-04:002017-06-22T21:10:26.972-04:00I think it describes most young men! LOL!I think it describes most young men! LOL!Gabrielhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16567948114802858078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-26940050667852990622017-06-20T21:48:56.645-04:002017-06-20T21:48:56.645-04:00Not meaning any offence to Whkattk but my dad had ...Not meaning any offence to Whkattk but my dad had a phrase....<br />&quot;Young, dumb, and full of cum!&quot;<br />Which, I admit describes what I was like in my late teens and early twenties!Bruce Jensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11524974682731072190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-11243883478527577442017-06-20T20:42:54.808-04:002017-06-20T20:42:54.808-04:00Sounds like you were quite the horny guy! LOL!Sounds like you were quite the horny guy! LOL!Gabrielhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16567948114802858078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-19666418170001421042017-06-20T10:05:06.898-04:002017-06-20T10:05:06.898-04:00Oh, my.... Not sure. What I am sure of: There are ...Oh, my.... Not sure. What I am sure of: There are some I don&#39;t remember at all. Those would be the times I woke up in my bunk but didn&#39;t remember how I got there, or what I did the night before. Of course, those were always Saturday nights. Friday nights were reserved for the circle jerks with the guys.whkattkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18303183404359234168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-36424583385517941002017-06-19T23:13:18.208-04:002017-06-19T23:13:18.208-04:00Poor baby! LOL!Poor baby! LOL!Gabrielhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16567948114802858078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-8877826764415482212017-06-19T22:16:23.706-04:002017-06-19T22:16:23.706-04:00No morning encore...I doubt it.No morning encore...I doubt it.Bruce Jensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11524974682731072190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-86490326050896529432017-06-19T21:51:43.123-04:002017-06-19T21:51:43.123-04:00I had one time where I was drunk and went home wit...I had one time where I was drunk and went home with this guy (just after college) and we played. I fell asleep and woke up the next morning with his dog just laying near me staring at me! I could not remember his name, so it was a quick up and out. Gabrielhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16567948114802858078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-18796117571904212232017-06-19T21:49:16.093-04:002017-06-19T21:49:16.093-04:00LOL...I hope it was worth the $15 cab ride!LOL...I hope it was worth the $15 cab ride!Gabrielhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16567948114802858078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-75647445885175239192017-06-19T21:48:35.056-04:002017-06-19T21:48:35.056-04:00So how many women did you &quot;sleep&quot; with d...So how many women did you &quot;sleep&quot; with during those military days? :-)Gabrielhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16567948114802858078noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-9417385058453039702017-06-19T20:17:11.911-04:002017-06-19T20:17:11.911-04:00It was a looong time ago...over 50 years. It was w...It was a looong time ago...over 50 years. It was while I thought I was straight...back in high school. The girl I woke up next to was not the one I went with to the party nor was she the one I left with. To this day I have no idea how I wound up in her bed or who she was. I walked for what seemed miles and it still cost me $15 in cab fare to get home (on Sunday morning no less)...back in &#39;65 that was a hell of a long cab ride! <br />Apparently I was a drunken slut when I was straight...as a gay man I have been tapping the same warm body for well over 40 years!Bruce Jensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11524974682731072190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-4993856981118480432017-06-19T14:50:59.765-04:002017-06-19T14:50:59.765-04:00never had this kind of experience! never had this kind of experience! Xersexhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14953242331962885848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-81212137386403593452017-06-19T10:57:18.353-04:002017-06-19T10:57:18.353-04:00Oops. Forgot a step. Drove back to base, hit the c...Oops. Forgot a step. Drove back to base, hit the chow hall for a bit of breakfast, then the barracks to shower, jack off, and sleep. :-)whkattkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18303183404359234168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350696821942432842.post-8381251795652633342017-06-19T10:50:50.747-04:002017-06-19T10:50:50.747-04:00Okay - never with a guy. But, there were plenty of...Okay - never with a guy. But, there were plenty of women in my (very) young military days. Go out to the bars, drink, get drunk, pick up a girl and get her to invite you to her place (I lived in the barracks) and fuck. And, I do mean fuck. Wake up in the morning, don&#39;t remember her name, don&#39;t remember how I really got there - or really where I was.... Get out of bed, slip on the clothes and slip out of the house/apartment and drive around until I got me bearings. Drove back to base, showered, and hit my bunk. Jack off, then fall asleep.whkattkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18303183404359234168noreply@blogger.com